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My first crush on an Irish girl, I was ten years old And her name was Elaine Little redhead girl Well, she looked like you but if you were ten Which you're clearly not Not that you look old, but you get my- I'll just stop now Okay wait, 'cause I had a point, no, I swear I did Well, I think I did, which is All my life or since I was ten I have had a yen for an Irish lass Because God knows why Like the ancient curse of the Shiksa Queen Do I talk too much? Which is not to say that I'd want Elaine Who turned out to be, when I last checked in A Republican and a parapsychologist If you've got a four leaf clover You can make my dreams come true I will be your Hebrew slave Just do the things that Irish girls do Talk about Potato Famine I begin to cry on cue Sing about the Emerald Isle And get your Irish eyes to smiling I could be in love with someone like you I just left a relationship With a lovely girl named Alyssa Lavine She was really great, it was all my fault I just got upset 'cause she slept with my brother So I made a vow not to get caught up In the dating scene or the whole routine With the cousin's friend or the who knows what Like I need that shit, I've got marks to make I've got steps to climb, it's the perfect time I've got books to write, I've got things to do I go out my door and bump into you And the jig is up and my vow is through I don't know what I'm doing But come in and ruin me! I will write my own Ulysses If you're there to show me how Take me back to Glocca Morra Bathe me in the river Shannon now If you'll be Mrs. O'Leary Baby, I will be your cow I'll deliver shamrocks daily Buy your pa a new shillelagh I could be in love with someone like you Could be my inspiration And get me past this block And walk me through the great unknown You could be my true salvation Unchain me from this rock And keep me from being alone 'Cause I'm no good at being alone Take me to another level Let me play in bigger halls I will do a Riverdance As long as you keep answering my calls Get me out of my apartment Keep me from my empty walls Someone hire John McCormack Start the wearing of the green Let me win the Irish sweepstakes Let me take you home, Kathleen I could be in love with someone I could be in love with someone I could be in love with someone like you
Writer(s): Jason Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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